and i
told him i didn’t
think
we could both be dead at the
same
time, and he disagreed
turned
the radio up loud, told me
he
could never get enough of the stones
told me
his little sister
was in
love with me
sais if you ever touch her i’ll
cut your nuts
off, and
so i asked what he
thought
about the mole on the inside
of her
left thigh
i
smiled at the sound of
the
first broken bone
it was
already ten years into
a
future that
only
one of us would live to see
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